Monday, November 17, 2008

Brave Little Flyer







Mommy takes me to JFK

And puts me on a plane
Daddy waits for me in LA
Last Christmas was the same
Call me the Brave Little Flier
Captain of my own air force
But all that I can think of
Is why did they divorce?

This Brave Little Flier will be lifted up
Daddy will pick me up with a swing
Flying with one parent in circles
Well that’s like flying on just one wing

Far below there’s a city
Looks like Christmas lights
All those happy children
Must be snuggled in tight
Cruising at this altitude
High above the Great Divide
This tiny little moving star
Has no place for me to hide

This Brave Little Flier will be lifted up
Daddy will pick me up with a swing
Flying with one parent in circles
Well that’s like flying on just one wing

Flight attendant takes a look
I hide behind my airplane book
Close my eyes pretend I’m sleeping
I don’t want her too see me weeping

If I were in the pilots seat
If it we were me in control
I would fly this big old bird
Right up to the North Pole
I’ll see the real Santa Clause
I won’t ask for any toys
Just bring my mom and daddy back
Together for this boy

This Brave Little Flier will be lifted up
Mom and dad will each take a hand
Flying with your parents together
Well that’s like never having to land.

©1995 Stefan des Lauriers



Alternate Lyrics:


BRAVE LITTLE FLIER


Mother takes me to JFK

And puts me on a plane

Dad will be waiting in LA

The captain knows my name

They call me the “Brave Little Flier”

Cause I’m always on the go

I can rise above the rain

Leave the turbulence below


This Brave Little Flier will be lifted up

My dad will swing me around in a ring

But flying with one parent in circles

That’s like flying on just one wing


Far below there’s a city

Looks like Christmas lights

People don’t look pretty

On this red eye flight

Cruising' at this altitude

Above the great divide

I’m tossed between my parents

But I take it all in stride



Flight attendant takes a look

She thinks my ride is rough

I just read my airplane book

My heart is good and tough


I once thought that Santa Clause

Could make our family whole

I even dreampt of flying

Right up to the North Pole

Being older now I’ve given up

On getting them together

For me there’s only ‘friendly skies’

Above the stormy weather.





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